“So it was on my legs and on my husband and on my mum. Then my other twin, Darcy, decides he’s got diarrhea, so my husband has to go into this little plane cubicle and change him.

“While he’s changing him, Darcy pulls the air freshener out of the wall and sprays it in his eye, so there’s screaming, there’s all this stuff going on.

“We’re covered in poo and spew. We get to Melbourne airport and guess who was waiting for us… a pap. “

Yep. What are the chances…

“I actually feel sorry for the pap because my husband was in such a bad mood so he gave him an almighty spray,” Bec admitted.

“We land at terminal 4, we have to get to terminal 1, we’ve got four kids, we’ve got seven suitcases, we’re running through the airport, this guy is taking our photo, I have to get my husband to work, he’s late for the game, he misses the start of the call.